There are many water veins in southern Xinjiang, and some people once joked that there is a river in three steps, and there is a river in five steps, and you can hear the river waves on one side.

Where there are many water veins, there will always be many people who live and live on water.

It's not good if a small wooden fishing boat can carry two people, but maybe with some cargo it can keep performing well and working. Nowadays, it is not everywhere in the Celestial Empire that there are oil-burning ships, especially in a certain river in southern Xinjiang that is not very well-known.

On a moonlit night, a lonely ship, swinging a thousand waves, a broken net, an old man held the rudder to tell the half-lying children in the cabin a story that had been passed down from ancient times. It is like the standard configuration of some film and television works, and there should be some distant music in the background, and a string and a pillar book whose Chinese year.

"Grandpa, grandpa, can you tell me more about the story of 'Havoc in the Heavenly Palace'?"

The child's voice was clear, and a girl with two buns poked her head out of the cabin.

There is no need to light the lamp at night on the river in southern Xinjiang, the high hanging moon is reflected on the river, the rippling ripples will break the moonlight, and a small half of the moon will fall on the girl's face, illuminating her face extraordinarily white.

This girl is so beautiful that she seems to have stepped out of the pen of a literati and inkman.

The moonlight also illuminated the old man sitting at the stern of the boat with the rudder and the net, but it seemed that it had poured all the good into the girl, so the old man under the moon did not look very clear.

The old man had scars on his face, one on the left and one on the left, and the deep scars were obviously left by his youth, but they still looked terrifying now.

He had only one eye, and in the moonlight, this eye was cloudy, like muddy water that could not be dissolved.

"Little Lulu, don't make noise, the fish are going to be scared away. ”

His voice was not very good, and the hoarse feeling reminded people of the bark of pine trees piece by piece.

But his voice is very gentle, and if he is allowed to sing a lullaby, I am afraid that there will be no disobedience......

"Oh. ”

Children from poor families are always more sensible, and little Lulu did not speak again.

The moonlight tonight is very good, I don't know if it's something written into the genes that is doing tricks, when the moonlight is good, people's hearts will always be slightly blocked, whether it is a happy person or an unhappy person, although little Lulu is still a child, she is still affected.

She couldn't sleep.

Staying on the boat, she couldn't sleep, and she couldn't make a sound, so naturally, she raised her head.

The night sky in southern Xinjiang is very clear, and you can see the stars in the night sky without paying extra price.

She began to count the stars.

"A star...... Two stars......"

Little Lulu was silently thinking in her head, bored.

"Ahh

Suddenly, little Lulu stood up from the cabin, hugged the old man at the stern, and pointed to the night sky with her tender hand.

"Ah, make a wish. ”

The old man smiled helplessly, but even the smile on his face was hideous.

He didn't blame Little Lulu for scaring away the fish, and in fact he didn't expect much from his harvest tonight.

In recent years, it has become more and more difficult to make a living on the river, I don't know if it is because of the dam building upstream or the factory along the river, the fish in the river is less than a day, if it were not for the old man really has no other skills to make a living, he would have sold this broken boat a few years ago.

No, it should be said that he did have plans to sell the ship a few years ago, when little Lulu's parents were still alive, and he could have spent his old age in peace.

However, an accident takes Lulu's parents, and he has to repair the broken boat and relaunch the river.

"What a beautiful star. ”

The old man looked at the sky, but he didn't need Lulu's guidance to see the meteor that streaked across the sky.

His eyes were cloudy, but not blind, and he would never be blind to a thing with a tail flame of that size.

Wait a minute......

"No! Lulu!

The size of this 'shooting star' was a bit too big, and the old man could smell something wrong with his years of life experience.

Where is this meteor?

It's clearly a meteorite!

Looking at the movement of that guy's attack, the final landing point is probably in the middle of the river, and unfortunately, to be more accurate, the landing point is likely to be near the boat.

The old man didn't know what it meant for a meteorite to fall around, he had only seen the shells fall into the water during the war in old movies, and he remembered that the experienced old soldiers in the movies would always push the young soldiers at this time, and then jump into the water together, using the hull of the ship as cover.

So at this time, he instinctively made the move of drawing a scoop on the gourd.

Seeing that the fireball was getting closer and closer, and there was no way to say anything, the old man directly picked up Xiao Lulu, who had not yet reacted, turned around, and jumped into the water without caring about anything.

"Hide under the boat!"

The old man's water nature is very good, as soon as he enters the water, he is like a fish, but he still holds a girl in his arms, because he is worried about the safety of little Lulu, his movements are a little slower.

The 'meteorite' that shot from the sky was instantaneous, and the old man only had time to dive to the bottom of the boat with little Lulu before it was about to reach the surface of the river.

How can a mere wooden ship, even if it is an ironclad ship, stop a meteorite?

But the old man firmly believed this, because in those film and television works, even in the face of intensive bombardment, the ships that hid the soldiers were never sunk.

The ship was repaired by his own hands, and after so many years of tinkering, he did his best to make it sturdy each time.

"It's going to be fine. ”

He thought to himself.

"Plop-!"

"Zizi ......"

The expected explosion did not come as expected, the movement caused by the 'meteorite' falling into the river was like the movement of the urchins gathering to lift the boulder into the water, the agitation of the water in the river was still the rhythm of the past, and his little wrecked boat was still drifting with the waves.

The old man waited for a long time, but he still didn't wait for the next step, he poked his head out of the water, and the first thing he did was to put little Lulu back on the boat, and the second thing he did was to watch the strange situation on the river.

Under the night, the moon on the river was stirred to pieces, and a shadow floated on the light and shadow of the moon, and wisps of green smoke rose from his body.

That's a person.

At first glance, the old man can be sure.

It couldn't be alone.

The old man had never seen this kind of appearance, falling from the sky with a tail flame, which was obviously not a posture that humans could control, but suddenly he remembered the air crash that he often talked about on TV.

Could it be that he witnessed a plane crash?

With this in mind, the old man tried to lean towards the humanoid object floating on the surface of the river.